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Thank you to everyone that shared their favourite memories of Danger Days. We received over 3,000 entries! Congrats to PuresaPoison who will receive a Epiphone Phant-o-matic guitar designed by Frank and signed by MCR. Read their favourite memory below:

I'm going to keep this short for you, I'm guessing you'll have to go through hundreds of stories, and I really don't want you to waste a lot of time.
I don't have this grandious story, but it's beautiful to me.
So I don't see my dad very often, so when I do, I make the most of it.
My dad was driving me home from school, radio on low and sun falling behind the rolling mountains.
I begin to hear the first notes to The Kids From Yesterday. Me being the weirdo I am dive towards the nob and begin to blast the song.
Singing and dancing in my seat.
My dad looks over to me and smiles.
It was one of those small smiles. The ones where you feel so greatfull to have something you love there with you.
So he smiles and turns up the volume even more. He chimes in with me, which totally throws me off.
He looks over to me again and smirks. For some reason, he knew why I was confused.
"You play this song on your bass all the time," He laughs and starts to harmonize with Gerard's voice.
I grin and roll down the windows.
We speed off into the sunset. Just us two, no one there to spoil it. And now whenever I hear that song, I think of him, and what he might be doing. And when I ride down that street, I have to sing that song.
My dad is a kid from yesterday.
On day I'll be too.
We'll live forever in the lights we make because we are the kids from yesterday
Cheesy I know, but true.
Thank you so much, from me and my dad. -PuresaPoison